rain
sound of rain reaches back through the ages of my brain
to resting in treetops, canopy cushioning thunderclaps,
and i, content in the wet and dripping green,
gave over to the river of it all---
the water of me as i fall, pool and flow through the eons.
to resting in treetops, canopy cushioning thunderclaps,
and i, content in the wet and dripping green,
gave over to the river of it all---
the water of me as i fall, pool and flow through the eons.